....we ain't doing civil rights here. We just telling stories like they really happen.

I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.

He let out a long sorry sigh and I love that look on his face, that disappointment. I understand now why girls resist,just for that sweet look of regret.

What you learn today?" I ask even though she ain't in real school, just the pretend kind. Other day, when I ask her, she say, "Pilgrims. They came over and nothing would grow so they ate the Indians." Now knew them Pilgrims didn't eat no Indians. But that ain't the point.

It's already 95 degrees outside. Mississippi got the most unorganized weather in the nation.

And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?

Sorry is the fool who ever underestimates my mother.